Gia's Beginning

7.

GIA POV

My nose healed up nicely.

Bria swore she would never lay a hand on me ever again. Do I believe her? Not really. My a birthday was today. Maybe I should be happy and excited but my birthday was never a celebration.

My mom made sure to make a bad day out of my birthday. My dad would try and give me a gift but she wouldn't allow it. But when she was sleeping he would sneak me my gift. Hence why I gave a good stash built up for emergencies.

"There she goes my sweet sixteen!" My dad said.

I blushed "dad stop!".

"Come on give me a hug. Hopefully you can have a great day" he opened up his arms to me and I fell into it. His hugs were always so comforting.

"What I'm the world is going on here?" My mom asked. My dad released me and sighed "don't ruin her day today woman".

She fanned him away "who her? It's a regular day today".

"It's Gia's sixteenth birthday let the girl live" he said.

She rolled her eyes "who cares".

With that I went to walk away. My dad exited the room and locked himself in his office. My mom sneered and tripped me. Falling to the floor I looked at her. "The worst day ever is when I gave birth to you!" She said.

"You think having a mother like you is a prize? Think again" I said.

She smiled "oh so you want a beating for your birthday? Well let me give you a good one for being the worst mistake ever". She went to stomp on me but I moved. I got up and pushed her to the wall "I told you you put your hands on me and it's done".

"Try me you ugly bitch!" She said.

I've had it with this woman.

Slamming her head into the wall. She yelled. I slapped her quiet to the point she fell into the bannister rod the stairs "shut the fuck up!".

"Wait until I get my hands on you!!" She screamed.

Charging at me she came with her hands out... I walked backwards not realizing the carpet was bunched up. Making me trip. Landing on my back she came on top of me choking me "I should've aborted you!".

Losing my breath and struggling to remove her hands from my neck. Using my legs and I kicked her right in her stomach. She flew back allowing me to inhale a breath. The only thing I could do is cough.

She moaned trying to get up but I kicked her in her head knocking her back down.  Once she stayed there I limped away.

"You bitch you are going to jail!" She yelled.

Before I knew it the cops were here. They were tending to her meanwhile I'm standing here being questioned by the cops.

"Look you can't go around hitting your mother. She's your mother. She birthed you" one cop said.

"This woman has been abusing me from the start. I have a witness!" I said.

My dad stood by my mother consoling her. He glared at me and shook his head.

You have to be kidding me.

The other cop who was busy questioning my mom came to me "your mother thinks it's best if you move out tonight".

"Where would I go?" I asked.

"I have no idea but she feels threatened by you and wants you to leave now" the cop said.

Looking at both my parents especially my dad who didn't stick up for me. He knows I wouldn't purposely hit my mom the way I did. I felt like I had no one.

Going back in the house I packed a bag and took my stash.

"I'll be back for my things when I get a place" I said.

The cop escorted me off the property.

The only place I could go to this late is one place. Hearing the waves crash I just cried. It was chilly tonight. My hoodie was the only thing I had to keep me warm.

I spread a towel on the sand and laid down.

The next morning I woke up to being covered with a blanket and a small towel under my head.

Feeling confused.

Sitting up I saw the blanket had a beach logo on it. Realizing it was the same beach I was at. Looking around I saw the same man looking at me.

I stuck my thumb up. He nodded and walked back in his office... I guess. Bria was an option but I didn't want to impose on her that late.

Now what?